The feeding routine of ancient paranoiacs ( Mtl

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Liu Ren was ordered to intercept the prince in order to take him to the fief. He did not expect that he would arouse such fierce resistance from the prince. When he saw the young man flying on his horse and swinging his sword, he broke into a cold sweat, so he had to order the cavalry not to hurt him. Little did he know that the Crown Prince was not the weakest young man in the capital, and was even as fiercely skilled as a veteran who had been on the battlefield!

"Your Majesty, please come with me quickly!" Liu Ren shouted loudly.

Lu Mozhen didn't say a word, but just swung his sword to hurt people. Anyone who faced him head-on would be knocked off his horse, and he finally turned away to avoid being trampled to death by the hoofs of the frightened horses.

A crow crows in the tree in the dark night, making the atmosphere in this place even more tense. When Liu Ren confronted Lu Mozhen in person, he was really angry and shouted: "Your Majesty, do you still remember who gave you your identity now? If it weren't for the prince, how could you be as carefree as you are now?!"

As soon as these words came out, the crows flew away from the tree, and their unpleasant cries were particularly loud in the silence. Liu Ren couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw Lu Mozhen's sword-wielding hand slowly lowering his hand. If he had known that this prince liked to hear this, he would have said it. However, his joy was too early. The next moment, Lu Mozhen put the sword on him at a speed that dazzled him. on the neck.

The edge of the heavy sword can make blood flow out with just a touch. Liu Ren was shocked. He didn't expect Lu Mozhen to reach out so well. He originally thought that asking the cavalry to be merciful and not hurt him would be merciful. Now he knows that it is merciless. This young man didn't take action easily, which is why this situation happened. If he had used all his strength, he would have been bleeding all over the ground by now.

Liu Ren's heart palpitated at the sword blade on his neck. He froze in his breath and his heart beat faster. The cavalry around him did not dare to mess around.

Lu Mozhen seemed to be looking at a person lying in a coffin, and his voice was as cold as three feet of freezing water: "It's not up to you to decide who I am now, Lu Mozhen. If you think that I am nostalgic about my identity as the heir apparent, you can ask Lu Yu to kill me." Such honor! Before that, please ask him nicely, did you have any semi-rich relationship with him when he was responsible for the palace?!"

Liu Ren: "..."

The young man took back his heavy sword and was about to take Changsheng Baisui and others away, but he was stopped again.

"etc!"

"stop!"

The sounds overlapped, causing people to look up. Bright torches illuminated the dark mountain road, and a warm carriage quickly approached here under the force of the groom. The word "Lu" engraved on it was visible at a glance. Liu Ren looked at it in surprise and found that the expression of the young man who was just like a god of death was very complicated, and the hand holding the heavy sword turned white from the exertion.

The car stopped and someone leaned out of the broken window. "Lu Mozhen!" A clear cry echoed through the night sky, and the firelight shone brightly, illuminating the appearance of Pingping, a girl in her thirteenth year. Her eyes were particularly angry, and her eyes were moist and slightly red at the corners. She looked over nervously and worriedly, as if she was looking for someone, and only felt relieved after she saw who she was looking for.

The young man seemed to be shocked by this call and immediately became distracted, his heart trembling. Never, never heard Ping Ping call him such a full name. Lu Mozhen felt a tremor that made his soul tremble. He could only hold the heavy sword in his hand deeply to suppress the rioting emotions all over his body.